I took my now ex-girlfriend to the lake with a bunch of other friends
for the weekend. We spent the day cliff diving, barbecuing, just dicking
around. We left for the lake Friday morning pretty early, the drive was
about 4 hours away (Texas). This was my first time to visit this lake
and I wasn't aware it was in the middle of absolute nowhere.

The lake is surrounded with camp area. On one side of the lake has no
electricity (no lights and pretty much outhouses). We decided to stay on
that side.

The sun went down and later that night 2 of my friends decided they
wanted to have sex in their tent. Me and my girlfriend leave and walk to
the other side of the lake. She had to use the restroom. The restrooms
on this side of the lake were lighted and had actual stalls and sinks.

I kept thinking it looked scary as hell. The walls were faded white
brick that looked as if it was melting and the only light came from the
flickering florescent light from the women's bathroom (men's bathroom
was on the other side of the little square building).

It was dark and quiet so I peered in to make sure it was empty. It was.
At least that's what I thought.

As soon as she crosses into the bathroom she comes right back out saying
she heard something inside. She backs out and I bend over to look under
the walls of the stalls.

First thing I see is a pair of huge muddy men's work boots. Now normally
I wouldn't think much about it, maybe the men's bathroom wasn't working,
but the boots were facing the wrong way and beside the toilet instead of
in front of it. At that moment whoever was in there slammed the stall
door open screaming in tongues or some shit. I never saw him and I've
never run so fast.